Burai - So Much for Justice [Chapter 1]
Burai: Death Note/Creepypasta AU [see blog for more information]
1.9K words
CW: description of scars, past injuries, major character death/injury, L needs a hug
Prologue
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2011, a late winter night. Two people head to their temporary homes. One, the adult daughter of long-gone American missionaries. The other, the man once known as the world’s greatest detective. One can only think of friends she doesn’t have. One can only think of the friend stolen from him. They don’t know each other, but their lives are connected by a trail of blood, and a black notebook from another world.
Tonight, it seemed spring would never come. The wind pushed between the buildings and swayed the bare branches of scattered trees. Tokyo lights burned in the darkness, blacking out the stars. He exhaled, watched his breath crawl up the air and disappear, and pulled the mask back over his mouth and nose.
L sat on a bench outside the airport. Cars drove by, he kept himself busy by identifying the models now and then. His feet hurt. Keeping them on the ground felt unnatural even after he tried to get used to it. And the cold sunk into his shoes. The scars ached.
He checked his phone again. A smartphone, brand new, fresh from America, with a simple black case. Unremarkable. He hadn’t changed it from the twelve hour clock yet. The time read 9:54 pm.
L closed his eyes, and willed himself to not watch the damn video again.
A car honked. L jerked alert. By the curb, Touta Matsuda waved.
“Good evening, Hikaru.”
No one called him Ryuzaki anymore. His request.
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